Dealing For the Mob

DEALING FOR THE MOB

Some connected guys needed honest skills to splay some cards in a sketchy sorta town. This Filipino cat caught that news , he  threw my name around ,picture your first guess, head bowed, neck bent, the inveigled lean  those heavy carats dressed , he knew where and he knew how , he knew that he knew the best, his darted whispers sipped some juice and hit dead center direct. 

Gathered thought , wonders and risk, fixation fidgets the audition.
These two huge men Guido and Johnny, were charged with hiring the new addition, which figuratively, literally, must Be a profitable Acquisition All this I knew while knowing they knew me NONE. Thus, A Pat hand I held with the nuts, gripped securely as I stand, and quickly  in ten seconds,  I had their trust and had the room in my command,  Before  the thrust of wishes bust with those two big men, Guido  and Johnny, I shared the plan. Look , Take the best you hoped , multiply that  by ten, and know my eyes say I don’t  scare, in this world of High Stakes Poker, if I may declare, I decide who’s given quarter  and  I decide when there’s none to Spare.

Time to cut the deck,  Seemlessly smooth  the button moved from spot to spot, , the table called the ante and the button called the Pot. Play now moved at a quicker pace, gently we nudged each tortoise from the game. More cards were slid and more hands bid the sharper our protocols became .The rake and take were nearly doubled and the HOUSE now surely knows MY Name. 
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BOBBY O